A Quote by Anne Rice

I stumble through a carnival of horrors — © Anne Rice
I stumble through a carnival of horrors
Paying to teach in the trenches was like putting my face through a cutout hole at a carnival while a quarterback threw pies at me. At least with a carnival, I'd see it coming.
The Carnival dancers are such a vital part of any carnival, whether it's in Rio, Mardi Gras or even Notting Hill Carnival in my home town of London. Once you see them, you know it's time to party.
Everything being a constant carnival, there is no carnival left.
The only person that ever stumbles is a guy moving forward. You don't stumble backwards; you stumble forward, and you never stumble when you're stationary. So don't worry about stumbling. Keep pushing it forward.
You can't stumble upon something new and wonderful if you don't have time to stumble.
Society is like a crowd in carnival costumes with everyone fearful that others will see through his disguise.
The night was full of horrors, and he thought he knew how Christ must have felt as he walked through the world, like a psychiatrist through a ward full of nuts.
Wherefore, if meat causeth my brother to stumble, I will eat no flesh for evermore, that I cause not my brother to stumble.
He felt that the darkness was full of unimaginable horrors - and the trouble with unimaginable horrors was that they were only too easy to imagine.
We humans have the capacity to wreak horrors on each other. But we also have the capacity to survive those horrors.
A gypsy fire is on the hearth, Sign of the carnival of mirth; Through the dun fields and from the glade Flash merry folk in masquerade, For this is Hallowe'en!
People kind of stumble their way through life a lot of times.
I don't inflict horrors on readers. In my research, I've uncovered truly terrible documentations of cruelty and torture, but I leave that offstage. I always pull back and let the reader imagine the details. We all know to one degree or another the horrors of war.
I don't sleep enough, and it does... what is the opposite of wonders... horrors. It does horrors for my skin.
Stumble is worse than falling, because stumble is not as instructive as the falling!
Disregard the study of God, and you sentence yourself to stumble and blunder through life blindfolded.
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